„Whenyouknowyou, youare notyou, whenyoudo not knowyouareyou...... You, areyou.” The sound that mutteredreverberatedin the Su Ming'sear, circlesinhismind, became the thunderbanguntilthese words, billowingrumbledinhismind, Su Ming'sboth eyesfierceopening.
“当你知道你的时候,你不是你,当你不知道你是你的时候……你,才是你。”喃喃的声音在苏铭的耳边回荡,盘旋在他的脑海中,直至这句话成为了雷霆巨响,在他的心神内滚滚轰鸣而过,苏铭的双眼猛的睁开。Hisforeheaddoes not know when presented the sweat, outsideskyis the silver, thatisfalling gently of snowflake, does not belong to the blacknighttime sky that cladding in silvery whiteearthrefracts.
他的额头不知何时出现了汗水,外面的天空是银色的,那是雪花的飘落,银装素裹的大地折射出的不属于黑的夜空。Su Mingsits cross-leggedto sitinpit hole that in a crack of mountain massifformsnaturally, thisisheafterSeven Moons Sectspeeds awayto go to March, onthispiece of as ifboundlessendlessearth, Su Mingsits cross-leggedto sit in meditationinthisplace, adjusts the aura.苏铭盘膝坐在一处山体的裂缝天然形成的石洞内,这是他向着七月宗疾驰而去后的第三月,在这片仿佛无边无尽的大地上,苏铭于此地盘膝打坐,调整气息。HerefromSeven Moons Sect, is quite remote, even ifthisremotedistanceSu Ming'sCultivation issingle layerDao Divinity, mayneednearly to goas beforefor several years.
这里距离七月宗,极为遥远,这种遥远的路程哪怕苏铭的修为是一重道神,可依旧需要近乎数年才可以前往。Speeding away that thereforethisall the way, hehas not ceased, butrestsfrom time to time, maintainsownCultivation is in the peakthroughout, at this moment, he from sitting in meditationopens eyes.
故而这一路上,他没有毫不停息的疾驰,而是时而休息,保持自己的修为始终处于巅峰,此刻,他从打坐中睁开眼。Silentlooks atoutsidenighttime sky, before Su Minghas thought of itselfthatdream, helittlehas a dream, particularly when sits cross-leggedsits in meditation, the dreamwill not appear, may, a moment agoappear.
沉默的看着外面的夜空,苏铭想到了自己之前的那个梦,他很少做梦,尤其是盘膝打坐时,梦更不会出现,可偏偏,刚才出现了。Inthatdreamonly thenSu Mingfamiliarwords, the reverberation of thiswords, even ifwerethis momentSu Minghas opened the eye, maysurroundin the earas before, for a very long timewas not loose.
那梦里只有一句苏铭熟悉的话语,这话语的回荡,即便是此刻苏铭睁开了眼,可依旧在耳边环绕,久久不散。Silent, Su Minghas stood upbody, went out of the pit hole, inthatwind and snow, has leftfootprint, walkedtoward the distant place, has passed through the mountain, has passed throughriverby no means that untilarriving atsunrise, whensunsetdusk. Hesaw a cityin the Su Ming'sfront.
沉默中,苏铭站起了身,走出了石洞,在那风雪里,留下了一路的脚印,向着远处走去,走过了山,走过了并非的河,直至走到了日出,当日落黄昏时。在苏铭的前方他看到了一座城池。Indusk in thatcity, is brimming with the pointlights, has the bustlingsoundto spread, a schoollively...... When looks atthatcity, Su Minghas closed the eye, after the moment, opens, hetoward the citywalks.
那城池内的黄昏里,洋溢着点点的灯火,更有熙熙攘攘的声音传出,一派热闹……看着那城池,苏铭闭上了眼,片刻后睁开时,他向着城池走去。Walksin the dusk, walks into city, bigred lantern that each and every familyoverhangs. Manychildrenlaughed heartily the sound of bellkidded around, thatbrimmed in the entirecity, the face that almosteverybodysmiled, makingSu Mingremember...... In the ten years, eachyear of today, histeacherwill be leadinghim. Arrives at a strangecity, there, feelsonetype...... New yearatmosphere.
走在黄昏中,走入城池内,家家户户高挂的大红灯笼。许多孩童欢笑嬉闹的银铃之声,还有那洋溢在整个城池内,几乎人人都微笑的面孔,让苏铭想起了……这十年里,每一年的今天,他的师尊都会带着他。来到一座陌生的城池,在那里,去感受一种……新年的气氛。Thisisin the new year, isthis yearlastday, whendusk , the dark nightarrives. Until after Sunappearsagain, will beanotheryear of newstart.
这是新年,是这一年的最后一天,当黄昏过后,黑夜降临。直至太阳再一次出现后,将是又一年新的开始。Every yearthis day. Is the ancientstorehousecountrywhole nationjoyfuldays, allcities in national territory, are havingsuchatmosphere, the lantern that each and every familyoverhangs, is dispersing the rayinthiswind and snow, resembles to drive awayeachhomelandcoldly, on the day of lets...... Nightis not cold.
每年的这一天。都是古藏国举国欢庆的日子,国土内的所有城池,都充斥着这样的气氛,那家家户户高挂的灯笼,在这风雪里散着光芒,似可以把寒冷驱离每一个家园,让这一天……夜里不冷。Su Mingwalksin the city. Looks atall around, hislowered the headgradually. Untilhas arrived by an alley in corner, there...... The noodle stand, inthiscold wind, the billowingboiling waterraises the massivewhite clouds, that the old person who boils the surface, coverssomewhatblurs.苏铭走在城池内。看着四周,他的渐渐低下了头。直至走到了一处角落的胡同旁,那里……有一处面摊,在这寒风中,滚滚的沸水升起大量的白气,将那正在煮面的老人,遮盖的有些模糊起来。
The noodle standis not big, only then45tables, has covered the snowliketentGeLian, mayactually unable to block fromtoomuchwinds, insidehas2-3mento sit there, is eating the boiling hotnoddles, is eating the hot water, as ifcanscattercoldly.
面摊不大,只有45张桌子,有一个如帐篷般的盖帘遮盖了雪,可却遮不住太多的风,里面有三两个汉子坐在那里,正吃着滚烫的面,喝着面汤,似乎可以驱散寒冷。„Wu, thiscelebrates the new yeargreatly, youwithseveralpotshave not come out the old wine that youcollect, makingustaste foods newly in season.” When a man who eats the noddles, with a smileloudto open mouth, wordswhite clouds that puts out, inthiswind and snow is very obvious.
“乌老,这大过年的,你还不把你珍藏的老酒拿几壶出来,让我们尝尝鲜儿。”吃面的一个汉子,笑着大声开口,话语时吐出的白气,在这风雪里很是明显。„Yourseveral.......” The old person who thatis cooking the surfaceas ifsmiled, turns aroundto take out a wine pot, has placedonthattable.
“你们几个……罢了。”那正在煮面的老人似乎笑了笑,转身取出了一个酒壶,放在了那桌子上。„Thenright, several of usdo not continuein vaintoday, accompaniesyouto celebrate the new year.” The guytakes up the wine potimmediately, drinksnexthastily, saidwith a smile.
“这才对嘛,也不枉我们几个今天继续过来,陪着您老过年。”那大汉立刻拿起酒壶,连忙喝下一口,笑着说道。Su Ming, atthis time, has walked intothisnoodle stand, satby the furniture in corner, looks atoutsidewind and snow.苏铭,就是在这时,走入了这处面摊,坐在了角落里的桌椅旁,看着外面的风雪。„Shop owner, onebowl of surface.”
“店家,一碗面。”
The old person who cooks the surfaceturned headto look atSu Mingone, put out the bowl, abundantlarge bowlsurface, but alsohas putsomemeatininside, carriedin front ofSu Ming's.
煮面的老人回头看了苏铭一眼,拿出碗,盛了一大碗面,还多放了一些肉在里面,端到了苏铭的面前。Su Minglooks at the surface on table, has eatensilently, the surfaceflavoris very good, the hot wateris very hot, after entering the mouth, warm, as ifinthiswind and snow, no longerspeciallycold.苏铭看着桌子上的面,默默的吃了起来,面的味道很不错,面汤很烫,入了口后暖暖的,似乎在这风雪里,也都不再特别的寒冷。
The timepassesgradually, night when arrives, on the streetcould not seetoomanypeople, thisis a holiday, is a day of family reunion, at this time, often the whole familyin the same place, looks at the laughter of child, looks at the sparkle of candlelight, inthisnight, inwarmth in that realizes the tender feeling between family members.
时间渐渐流逝,夜晚降临时,街道上已经看不到了太多的人,这是一个节日,也是一个阖家团圆的日子,这个时候,往往一家人都会在一起,看着孩童的嬉笑,看着烛火的闪耀,在这个夜晚,于那家中的温暖里,体会亲人之间的温情。
Compared with the wind and snow of outside, thiswarmalmosteverybodymayhave, is onlySu Minghere...... No.
与外面的风雪比较,这温暖几乎人人可有,只是苏铭这里……没有。Untilthisnoodle standplacethatseveralguys, whenleaves, the wind of sobbingmakesthistentmake the sound, Su Mingsighslightly.
直至这面摊处那几个大汉,也都离开时,呜咽的风让这帐篷发出呼啦呼啦的声音,苏铭轻叹。„Howto go home?” The old person who thatcooks the surface, sitsin the one side, took up a potto heatold wine of meeting, after having drunkone, lookedtoSu Ming.
“怎么不回家?”那煮面的老人,坐在一旁,拿起一壶温了一会的老酒,喝了一口后,看向苏铭。„Could not find the road.”Su Mingis silent, saidslowly.
“找不到路。”苏铭沉默,缓缓说道。„Could not find the road, does not have the family|home.” The old mensmiled, take upanotherpotliquor, arrived in front ofSu Ming, after sitting down, has placed the Su Ming'sfront.
“不是找不到路,是没有家吧。”老者笑了笑,拿起另一壶酒,来到了苏铭面前,坐下后放在了苏铭的前方。Taking advantage of the flame, Su Minggains ground, looksto the old man, thisis a mortal, has arrived at the last years of life, the old person of whole facewrinkle.
借着火光,苏铭抬头,看向老者,这是一个凡人,一个已经走到了人生的末年,满脸皱纹的老人。„You.”Su Mingtakes up the wine pot, after drinkingnext, looks atoutsidewind and snow, gentleto open mouth.
“你呢。”苏铭拿起酒壶,喝下一口后,看着外面的风雪,平缓的开口。„Has the family|home, mayhaveold manI, goes backwithnot to go backnot to havewhatdifference, might as wellhere.” The old personsmiled, inthatsmiling face, the wrinkle on face were also as if more, enablingthatsmiling faceas ifto bringbitterly and astringently.
“有家,可只有老头我一个人,回去与不回去没有什么区别,不如在这里。”老人笑了笑,在那笑容里,似乎脸上的皱纹也都更多了一些,使得那笑容仿佛带着苦涩。Su Minghas not spoken, drinks, inthiscold wind, inthissnowflakefalls gently, the nighttime skypresented the bright moonlight, around the lamplights of ten thousand familieswiththiscompares, thisnoodle standplacealsohas the lights, is onlyunderthislights, is notwarm, butisdreary.苏铭没有说话,喝着酒,在这寒风中,在这雪花飘落里,夜空出现了明月,与这四周万家灯火比较,这面摊处也有灯火,只是在这灯火下的,不是温暖,而是一种萧瑟。Onetype...... Train of thoughtchange, as ifonmissingat this moment, inmemoryoncehappiness, thisthinks that has buriedin the moral nature, becamedid not have the heartis not painful, butnow, in the shadow under thislights, containsthatwind unable to blow off, the snowburies the pain of not burying.
一种……思绪的变迁,仿佛每逢此刻的思念,记忆里曾经的美好,本以为已经埋葬在了心底,成为了没有了心的不痛,可如今,在这灯火下的影子里,却是蕴藏了那风吹不散,雪埋不葬的痛。Inthatpainfulandcold, Su Minghas thought ofgrandfather, has thoughtNinth PeakSenior Brother, has thought ofYu Xuan, Canglan, Xu Hui...... featherless crane, faces in thatmemory.
在那痛与冷中,苏铭想到了阿公,想到了第九峰的师兄,想到了雨萱,沧兰,许慧……还有秃毛鹤,还有那记忆里的一个个面孔。Thinking, thinking, potliquoris drinking up.
想着,想着,一壶酒喝完。Whatdrinksis the liquor, because ofdid not have the tears, only thenraises one's wine cupregards the tears, after swallowing, becamepainandastringence that the innermost feelingsforeverare unable to melt, letsthispainstakinglyoften, makesthisastringenteternal, becauseonlyhasso...... Su Mingknowsthathewas living.
喝的是酒,因已没有了泪,只有把酒当成泪,吞下后,成为了内心永远无法化解的苦与涩,就让这苦常在,就让这涩永恒,因为唯有如此……苏铭才知道,自己原来还活着。Heknows, oneselforiginal...... Had not died, can many determinations, letall thesechanges, even ifthisis nearly impossible, but...... Su Ming must letit, becomes possible!
他才知道,自己原来……还没有死去,才可以有更多的决心,去让这一切改变,哪怕这近乎不可能,但……苏铭也要让它,成为可能!„Yourfamily member?” The old menlook atSu Ming, when hoarsewords, put outpotliquorto placein front ofSu Ming's.
“你的家人呢?”老者看着苏铭,沙哑的话语时,又拿出了一壶酒放在了苏铭的面前。„Inveryveryfarplace, you?”Su Mingshook the head.
“在很远很远的地方,你呢?”苏铭摇了摇头。„Old man'sfamily member, he he, had, Ihave a grandson, hisalsoonegroup of partners, aremyfamily member...... Healsolooked forseveralFangwives, the whole familywas lively.” The old persondrinks, in the eyerevealsto recall.
“老汉的家人啊,呵呵,原本有很多的,我有一个孙儿,他还有一群伙伴,都算是我的家人……他还找了几房媳妇,一家子原本是热热闹闹的。”老人喝着酒,目中露出追忆。
„ Mayone day, whenIwake up, hedisappears, wecould not findhim, in the livelyfamily|home, did not haveagainlively, goesto seek forhimuntilallpeople, lookslooks, theywalked, went tomanyplaces, does not know that hadto find.
“可有一天,当我醒来时,他不见了,我们找不到他,原本热闹的家里,再没有了热闹,直至所有人都出去寻找他,找啊找啊,他们都走了,去了很多很多地方,也不知道有没有找到。Here, onlyremainingI, infamily|homealsoair-to-air, Ido not know where hewent, Ihave not gone outto seek, Iwantto stay here, lights a lampat home, is waiting forhim, ifsome dayhecame back, Ido not thinkhim...... Could not find the home, did not thinkhim...... Cannot look atfamily'slightsdirection. ” The old personmuttered, the soundwas hoarse, inthiswind and snow, as if many have wiped the trace of vicissitudes.
这里,只剩下了我,家里也空空的,我不知道他去了哪里,我也没有外出去寻找,我想留在这里,在家里点着灯,等着他,如果有一天他回来了,我不想他……找不到家,不想他……看不到家里的灯火指引。”老人喃喃,声音沙哑,在这风雪里,似乎多了一抹沧桑的痕迹。„Actually the old manIhave not calculated that is lonely...... Compared with me, oursovereigns, heislonely......”old personsighedlightly, took up the wine potto drinknext.
“其实老汉我还不算是孤独的……与我比较,我们的皇,他才是孤独的……”老人轻叹,拿起酒壶喝下一口。
„ Weknowthat the sovereignhasthreeimperial princes, whenever when thatthreeimperial princesare grown, will carry off, goes outto travel...... Walksis...... In 6000......
“我们都知道,皇有三个皇子,那三个皇子每当成年时,都会被人带走,外出游历……一走就是……6000年……In6000, heisaloneorphaned, he must inImperial City, foreverignite the lights, directs the direction that goes homeforhisimperial prince, becausein the legend, inourcountries, eachimperial princesmay in going outto travellost itself, does not know the road of going home. ” The old personwas sayingwas saying, lowered the head, seemed drunk.
6000年中,他是独孤的,他也要在皇城里,永远点着灯火,为他的皇子指引回家的方向,因为传说中,我们的国家里,每一位皇子都有可能在外出游历时迷失了自己,不知晓了回家的路。”老人说着说着,低下了头,似乎醉了。Su Mingis silent, drinks up the lastliquor in wine pot, has stood up the body, when arrived atold person'sside, the right handwieldedthisall aroundwind and snowhas avoided, makinghereappearwarm, afterwardhewent out ofthisnoodle stand, walkedin the wind and snow, in the Seven Moons Sectdirection, went out of the city, has walked into the wind of night.苏铭沉默,喝完酒壶里的最后一口酒,站起了身,走到了老人的身边,右手一挥时这四周的风雪避开,使得这里出现了温暖,随后他走出了这处面摊,走在了风雪里,向着七月宗的方向,走出了城池,走入了夜的风中。UntilSu Minggoes far away, untilhisformdistantdisappearanceoutside the citynighttime sky, thathas resembledhas been drunk the old person, has lifted the headslowly, has stood up the body, looks at the nighttime sky, hisappearancechangesslowly, such as the yearschangeonhim, untilbecame the middle age.
直至苏铭远去,直至他的身影远远的消失在了城池外的夜空,那似醉了的老人,缓缓地抬起了头,站起了身,看着夜空,他的容颜慢慢改变,如岁月在他身上变化,直至成为了中年。Hesighedonelightly.
他轻叹一声。„Whenyouknowyouareyou, you...... It is not you, whenyoudo not knowyouareyou...... You, areyou.”Ashislightsighed, thisentirecityin an instant, changedillusory, onlyremaininghe, lonelystandinginwind and snow, inthissighedlightlyturns around, in the direction of ancientstorehousecountrycapital city, walkedsilently.
“当你知道你是你的时候,你……不是你,当你不知道你是你的时候……你,才是你。”随着他的轻叹,这整个城池刹那间,化作了虚幻,只剩下了他一个人,孤独的站在风雪里,在这轻叹中转身,向着古藏国都城的方向,默默走去。„Anythingisreal, anythingisfalse, profound...... Passed in 3000, you...... Whencanclear comprehension...... Real that youseek, isanything, vacation that youthink, isanyvacation......”middle-aged manmutters, resemblesto have the stabbing pain of heart, vanishedin the wind and snowgradually, dissipatedgradually the form.
“什么才是真,什么才是假,玄儿……已经过去了3000年,你……何时能明悟……你寻找的真,是什么真,你以为的假,又是什么假……”中年男子喃喃,似带着心的刺痛,渐渐消失在了风雪里,渐渐消散了身影。Swaying of remainingthatwind and snow, as ifin were also only many a sigh, onthis daywithin, for a very long timedifficultpowder......( To be continued. Ifyoulikethiswork, welcomeyouto cast the recommendationticketandmonthly ticket, yoursupport, isIbiggestpower.)
只剩下那风雪的飘摇,似乎里面也多了一声叹息,在这天地间,久久难散……(未完待续。如果您喜欢这部作品,欢迎您来投推荐票、月票,您的支持,就是我最大的动力。)
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